- Mar 19, 2010
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A year and a half ago a neighbor moved away and gave me her hens and 2 roosters which were both in the same coop. The small rooster always stayed on the roost away from the big rooster and I never saw them fight in the time I tended them in her coop before building one in my hard which I moved them to.
Last summer I saw the small roo fall off the roost and the big rooster chased him. The big rooster jammed his leg through the chainlink fence of the coop wall and got hung up by his spur. I rescued him immediately because I saw this happen. His ligaments were damaged but leg not broken. He hobbled for a while but eventually walked again.
I think my mistake was to not get the small rooster out of there at that point. I tried to find a home for him but was unable to. I think I should have culled him at that point or else turned him loose in the woods, but couldn't bring myself to do either one. I have hunted and cleaned wild game, but feel psychologically blocked from killing these birds due to taking care of them, anyone else have that reaction?
What happened a few days ago was that once again big roo chased little roo and got hung up on the fence, only this time I wasn't there to see it happen and the big roo got seriously injured, very badly damaged ligaments and tendons but no dislocation or broken leg.
Initially I isolated him for his own protection in a small cage to protect him from the now very aggressive little roo who is suddenly trying to peck his eyes out and is suddenly crowing a lot, as in all day, all night, all the time, incredibly high decibel level making it very hard for me or neighbors to sleep- total behavior change in little roo. Would have been fine if coop was located far enough from my bedroom that it didn't destroy my sleep, but my yard is small, so no way to locate it further away.
After a few days of taking care of the injured roo in the small cage, providing him with food and water, changing the straw and massaging the injured leg with coconut oil to try to stimulate circulation and healing, I decided to catch the small roo and eat him. Caught him in the salmon landing net, got him out of the coop, but couldn't bring self to cleave head off. Decided to transfer to pillowcase and was going to drive a few miles to a politicians office who I don't like and turn roo loose in hope of bugging the living poop out of this miscreant by sickin' high decibel roo on him for something he did to me that was seriously uncool.
Only problem was little roo escaped into woods across street where was for several days which was just fine with me because although i could hear him in am and other times of day, now he was far enough away that didn't ruin my sleep and I figured an eagle, coon or coyote would eventually nail him.....
Then this person who had taken care of my chickens while I was on business trip sees small roo walking on the road in front of my house. She knew I had an injured roo in the coop that was defenseless, yet the braindead moron put the small roo in my coop, and small roo pecked big roos eye out. I find big roo near death, in shock on floor of coop. I didn't know for hours who did this because she never made any effort whatsoever to communicate- just ASSUMED I would WANT small roo in the coop even though she KNEW Big roo was in there lame and defenseless..... So with her brain resolutely switched OFF she sticks little roo in there.....
I confronted her today and she didn't even @#$R#@@ apologize!!
Damn I feel ticked! I like that Big Roo, but now have to put him down so he won't have to suffer any more. He shouldn't have to go thru life with one eye and a totally gimpy leg that is so messed up he'll never be able to walk right again, so now I've got to put down the one bird I really feel a pull to and was trying to help heal all on account of this dumb grump.
What I'm thinkin' of doin is this: I'm thinkin' I'll bring small roo over to her freakin' HOUSE and turn him LOOSE there. Her house is several miles away, and if he were in the woods there his high decibel day and night crowing would driver her right bat poop.
I figure I could then go euthanize Big Roo feeling somewhat better about this totally @#$#@ up situation.
Anyway, sorry for the rant, but i needed to vent. This poop happened at same time Water Heater blew up causing FLOOD.
When it RAINS. it POURS.
Your take?
Any advice on how to take Axe to Bird without feeling like poop about cleaving his head off? Mebbe cook 'em up right away and eat 'em to at least enjoy a good chicken dinner with a buncha tobasco and some cold beer mebbe? I never knew I was such a darn softee, but I gotta put Big Roo out of his misery, I'd really feel like an jerk if I didn't take him out of his misery. Can a Roo possibly be happy with only one eye and a really bad leg with severely injured ligaments that could take months to heal? Wouldn't the most humane thing be to put him down?
How about the moron who caused this problem by putting little roo in there when she knew Big Roo was defenseless?
Don't you think I oughta sick little roo on her to ruin her sleep or is this whole fiasco ultimately my own darn fault for not getting little roo the hell outa there a long time ago?
Trying to sort this out in my mind before doin' somethin' and seek all input.
What would you do if you had this situation? I was going to vet wrap Big Roos leg til I noticed his eye was pecked out, now I wonder if a roo can possibly be happy with just one eye and a mangled leg? If it were me, I'd put gun in mouth and would pull trigger.
Last summer I saw the small roo fall off the roost and the big rooster chased him. The big rooster jammed his leg through the chainlink fence of the coop wall and got hung up by his spur. I rescued him immediately because I saw this happen. His ligaments were damaged but leg not broken. He hobbled for a while but eventually walked again.
I think my mistake was to not get the small rooster out of there at that point. I tried to find a home for him but was unable to. I think I should have culled him at that point or else turned him loose in the woods, but couldn't bring myself to do either one. I have hunted and cleaned wild game, but feel psychologically blocked from killing these birds due to taking care of them, anyone else have that reaction?
What happened a few days ago was that once again big roo chased little roo and got hung up on the fence, only this time I wasn't there to see it happen and the big roo got seriously injured, very badly damaged ligaments and tendons but no dislocation or broken leg.
Initially I isolated him for his own protection in a small cage to protect him from the now very aggressive little roo who is suddenly trying to peck his eyes out and is suddenly crowing a lot, as in all day, all night, all the time, incredibly high decibel level making it very hard for me or neighbors to sleep- total behavior change in little roo. Would have been fine if coop was located far enough from my bedroom that it didn't destroy my sleep, but my yard is small, so no way to locate it further away.
After a few days of taking care of the injured roo in the small cage, providing him with food and water, changing the straw and massaging the injured leg with coconut oil to try to stimulate circulation and healing, I decided to catch the small roo and eat him. Caught him in the salmon landing net, got him out of the coop, but couldn't bring self to cleave head off. Decided to transfer to pillowcase and was going to drive a few miles to a politicians office who I don't like and turn roo loose in hope of bugging the living poop out of this miscreant by sickin' high decibel roo on him for something he did to me that was seriously uncool.
Only problem was little roo escaped into woods across street where was for several days which was just fine with me because although i could hear him in am and other times of day, now he was far enough away that didn't ruin my sleep and I figured an eagle, coon or coyote would eventually nail him.....
Then this person who had taken care of my chickens while I was on business trip sees small roo walking on the road in front of my house. She knew I had an injured roo in the coop that was defenseless, yet the braindead moron put the small roo in my coop, and small roo pecked big roos eye out. I find big roo near death, in shock on floor of coop. I didn't know for hours who did this because she never made any effort whatsoever to communicate- just ASSUMED I would WANT small roo in the coop even though she KNEW Big roo was in there lame and defenseless..... So with her brain resolutely switched OFF she sticks little roo in there.....
I confronted her today and she didn't even @#$R#@@ apologize!!
Damn I feel ticked! I like that Big Roo, but now have to put him down so he won't have to suffer any more. He shouldn't have to go thru life with one eye and a totally gimpy leg that is so messed up he'll never be able to walk right again, so now I've got to put down the one bird I really feel a pull to and was trying to help heal all on account of this dumb grump.
What I'm thinkin' of doin is this: I'm thinkin' I'll bring small roo over to her freakin' HOUSE and turn him LOOSE there. Her house is several miles away, and if he were in the woods there his high decibel day and night crowing would driver her right bat poop.
I figure I could then go euthanize Big Roo feeling somewhat better about this totally @#$#@ up situation.
Anyway, sorry for the rant, but i needed to vent. This poop happened at same time Water Heater blew up causing FLOOD.
When it RAINS. it POURS.
Your take?
Any advice on how to take Axe to Bird without feeling like poop about cleaving his head off? Mebbe cook 'em up right away and eat 'em to at least enjoy a good chicken dinner with a buncha tobasco and some cold beer mebbe? I never knew I was such a darn softee, but I gotta put Big Roo out of his misery, I'd really feel like an jerk if I didn't take him out of his misery. Can a Roo possibly be happy with only one eye and a really bad leg with severely injured ligaments that could take months to heal? Wouldn't the most humane thing be to put him down?
How about the moron who caused this problem by putting little roo in there when she knew Big Roo was defenseless?
Don't you think I oughta sick little roo on her to ruin her sleep or is this whole fiasco ultimately my own darn fault for not getting little roo the hell outa there a long time ago?
Trying to sort this out in my mind before doin' somethin' and seek all input.
What would you do if you had this situation? I was going to vet wrap Big Roos leg til I noticed his eye was pecked out, now I wonder if a roo can possibly be happy with just one eye and a mangled leg? If it were me, I'd put gun in mouth and would pull trigger.
